Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Takeover

The sound of revenge, tell 'em what it is
Welcome to the New World
Atlanta, Houston, Texas
The south is officially takin' over, he know

Just look over your
Let me see who showed up
the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks that on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look over your
Let me see who just up
the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

It's the mister fo fifth told 'em cookin' coke with soda
Dub roller, pro smoker, gripper, pistol whipper
Muck a nigga if he fuckin' with my figures
him richer he should know instead or it'll make him better

Than a money fuckin' my money
Get yo stacked right outta Sunday school
On a bright and Sunday this ain't funny
I ain't jokin' 'bout my coke and package up shorter

kidnap yo wife and daughter bury them down deep in Georgia
No D.A's a fuckin' lawyer witnesses
We execute and start the shootin', start the
the violence, start a riot

Get motherfucker crunker, crunk as you can get it
Pass that ho, I'm a hit it outta line, we gon' it
Spit it vivid, 'cause I live it you don't it, you just talk it
Pistol totin' and a loadin' that's how got this dope
And I hopin', steady slangin' right on yo trappa block
Try track, set up shop try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look your shoulder
Let me see who showed up
It's the southern takeover, it's over, you tell 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look over shoulder
Let me see who just up
It's the takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Hey, hey, hey this ain't about an image, this about a gimmick
Pussys stand to the side now the game got a
I damn seen a city I think is not the realest
We bummin' on his ass, we finishin' his

I only got a minute, I feelin' a digit
You at a nigga like I ain't about to get it
I'm lookin' at the like I ain't about to finish
So you need to mind your business if you ain't about your

I'm a soldier
I'm a with the trunk up yeah I'm a gon' remind ya
If you ain't gettin' it you shoulda told ya
Nigga Chamillionaire never show no

You don't want no
Get 'em knees shoulda let the fo fo 'em
Ya you tip on the 'em
I be ridin' fo fo's on the door 'em

6' 6" tall lookin' like he a
10 tatoos lookin' like he a
Skinny ass niggas don't with a nigga
out a billfold, put a price on a nigga

I have camp fo put a knife in a nigga
the car to his pocket then right in your liver
Was a big boy that put a in the middle
Ya head fast you hold a mike with the killa

Don't mess the south homie, that's a dream
or imagining so
Double XL the gats I mean
somethin' ready to blow in the magazine

And you know southern cash is mean
Franklin's frown for me I stash my cream
Pull up in paint that match my green
Killer, and Koopa are the master machine

Just look over shoulder
Let me see who showed up
the southern takeover, it's over, you betta tell 'em
I got drinks stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look over your
Let me see who showed up
It's the southern takeover, it's over, you tell 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Y'all know me, it's PT I hunt and all of that
Black on black, with tip, I can't help but represent
I'm not content, I want more who the you take me for?
Studio rappers not the fortay, my top and bust my AK

No play, N G A yeah, that's a classic
Ridin' in the classic tote a and I blast 'em
Send 'em to the casket, send 'em to the
Slap me a nigga I'm motherfuckin' bored

Chamillionaire, I in my surrounding
Get my desert E's and get to motherfuckin'
Up and down the streets heat, out the driver's seat
to the beat tell them nigga just lay weak

Just look your shoulder
Let me see who showed up
It's the southern takeover, it's over, you betta 'em
I got drinks stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop

Just look over shoulder
Let me see who showed up
It's the southern takeover, it's over, you betta 'em
I got that stand on top try and stop, pop, pop, pop